"Nora, get your things all packed. I'll have to take you with me."
"Where?"
"I'm obliged to go abroad on a certain pressing matter. I came here to-day specially to be with you before leaving. I see I can't leave you behind."
"Do you mean—" I said, and for one delirious moment I imagined something that was impossible.
"I mean simply that, though it will be devilishly inconvenient, I shall be obliged to take you with me. I can't trust you here."
That thought still persisted in my foolish head, and I said:
"Roger, do you mean that we are going to be married?"
He stared at me a moment, and then said shortly:
"No. That's impossible."